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"H-huh? W-what’s going on...?”
As he started to hear his voice, coming back into awareness, his eyes slowly coming open, the room around him looked downright alien to him: a white room, padded in the walls, and completely isolated from the hallway, a featureless door the only connection between the room and the rest of whatever building this was.
The figure in front of him, however, was still unclear as his eyes were starting to return to focus “Hello...? Mr. Smitt? Mr. Smiiiiit? Oh, you’re awake, good morning, Mr. Smitt...” as his eyes focused on the being in front of him, the source of the lovely feminine chime in the room became clear: a young woman with bright purple eyes, long black hair that swept back behind her down to her butt, running over the undersized lab coat that clung to her very feminine features, half-done buttons barely holding in her prominent chest “Isabelle?” he then asked, still half-asleep at the moment, a stark mental image of her naked form straddling him rushing to his mind as if it had happened five minutes before, causing him to look down, blushing now as he moved away toward the wall, before realizing he couldn’t move his arms.
“W-what the...?” he started, now attempting again to move his arms, only to find that the sleeves of his coat were wrapped around his front, forcing his arms to remain in the same position: was he wearing a strait jacket!?
“Doctor Isabelle, dear...” the woman chimed, as if scolding a forgetful child that she just couldn’t stay mad at. “Did you have another nightmare?” stepping toward with the grace of an angel as she leaned over him, looking at the expression on his face as if attempting to read it.
“Nightmare...? No...” Joel then responded, the mental image of the doctor mounting him, her face contorted in ecstasy as she had her way with him. “...that was real... you... did that... took advantage...” he declared, having trouble forming words at the moment as his mental faculties were currently occupied trying to remember what she had done to him. He would have been pointing at her if he could move his arms at the moment.
Getting a new look of concern on her face, Isabelle sighed to herself and placed a hand on his forehead as if feeling for a fever, her gentle touch still making him nervous as she shook her head “It’s worse than I thought... the hallucinations are back... just like when they brought you here...” Backing away, she then spoke into a small recorder in her hand “Dr. Vence, patient log, Joel Smitt... patient is once again experiencing hallucinations, now involving medical staff, suggesting tension between the patient and staff, particularly myself...”
“It’s not! Not a hallucination! Not a dream! She did that!” Joel then shouted, squirming on the ground as he attempted to get to his feet without the use of his arms.
“Patient is getting hysterical...” before shifting to the side and grabbing a needle from her coat, filling it from a vial she was holding, before injecting it into his arm. Feeling the world around him again growing black, he passed out of consciousness as the sedative took hold.
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Awakening and returning to awareness a short time later, Joel looked around the room, now strapped to a chair that had been brought into his room, along with a small table “Are you awake? Good, then we can begin...” Isabelle spoke, the same pleasant smile on her face as before, sitting on the other side of the table. “Now... would you care to tell me about the first hallucination?”
Shaking his head as he slowly gained awareness, still groggy from the sedative they had used on him “Not... hallucination... it was... a monster... girl... wings... like a bird...”
All this resulted in was a giggle from across the table. “It seems the patient is still convinced his hallucinations are real...” Isabelle then thought aloud into her recorder. “...I’m afraid that ‘bird girl’ is just your nurse... Hilda? Would you come in here please?” she then called to the door, a young woman with bright blue hair and a rather shy expression on her face, glittering green eyes looking down at her tray “Did he see me... doing those things... again?” she asked shyly, looking embarrassed even at the suggestion.
However, seeing this girl brought to mind the image of a girl with wings on her back, her body wrapped around him as she pushed him deeper and deeper into her, moaning aloud at the waves of pleasure that shot through the two of them.
Then again, in the image, the girl’s skin was blue and not the pale tone that was so obvious to him right now.
“I’m afraid so, Hilda... and it seems your presence has triggered that tension again...” Isabelle then commented sombrely, taking the cup off of the tray that Hilda had brought in “Thank you for this...” stepping over toward him now, cup in hand as he couldn’t drink it himself at the moment.
“Wait... you said... tension only started... earlier... not... at the start...” Joel then started, as he put two and two together from her earlier comment.
“Oh, dear... his mind is in worse shape than I thought...” Isabelle continued with a sigh “...that conversation was just after you got here, my sweet...” she said with a hint of patronization. “Please wait there, Hilda, we may require your assistance for his treatment...” causing Hilda to give an approving nod, closing the door behind her, knocking on the door before hearing a loud metallic click as the lock was closed from the outside, Isabelle now offering “Here, have a drink, Mr. Smitt...”
“I-I don’t think I should... please stop...” Joel requested, Isabelle shaking her head sadly “I’m afraid not, Joel... you need to drink something after that dose of sedative we had to give you...” bringing the cup up to his mouth and starting to tilt his head back, feeling the resistance from his neck “No... no... stop resisting... just drink your medicine, dear...” she tilted the cup, forcing the liquid into his mouth and now Hilda rubbing his throat, forcing him to swallow the liquid. When she was finished doing this, she set the cup on the table, before starting to push the table to the side of the room.
“W-wait... what was that? What are you doing...?” Joel started to ask, as Isabelle then shifted her focus back to him, giving a giggle as she now straddled his form, unable to move from his seated position. Bright red as the heat from the doctor’s form pressed against him became apparent, the tight uniform she was wearing falling loose as the strain from her position became too much, shifting enough to let her very generous breasts fall out of her uniform, the warm flesh now pressed against the jacket they had put on him.
“Isn’t it obvious? Your sexual tension towards me is too strong for you to be treated effectively... in order to help you, we have to get past that... so, to resolve it, I’m going to satisfy that longing for you... after all, with medical staff this attractive, anyone would well up with unfulfilled lust...” she then explained, growing ever closer to his ear as she did so, cherry-red lips brushing across the flesh of his ear by the end of it, causing an involuntary shudder to shoot through his body.
“D-doctor... this is how the...” Joel had started.
“How the hallucinations start? Good... the closer we are to your illusions, the more we work toward getting you better...” she answered him without him even finishing his sentence. “Tell me, is this what you thought I’d do next?” she then asked, now removing the rest of her uniform, revealing that the rest of her skin was just as unblemished and perfect as her face was, having not been wearing anything under her uniform, she looked down at him with a smile, lowering herself onto his body and beginning to rub her slit against his crotch, able to feel the already hard flesh under his strait jacket “My my, someone’s already excited... then, I suppose you couldn’t help it, with the medicine I gave you to help this along...”
“W-wait... that’s what you gave me?!” Joel then stammered, still unable to do anything but wiggle helplessly in the chair, the only effect being to rub himself against her womanhood, getting a gasp out of Isabelle “Oooo, you’re participating... you’re definitely ready to get started...”
“Doctor, may I assist?” Hilda asked, looking far more excited than she should at the moment, not even waiting for permission before stripping her uniform excitedly, exposing her petite, slender body to him, a large, lewd smile marking her features. As she advanced to the side of his chair, Joel could already make out a wet spot at her womanhood, her body eager to join Isabelle in her ‘therapy’.
“Of course. His hallucinations also involve you as well... if we resolve it, it’ll help him get better...” Isabelle said happily as she began to remove his pants, sliding them down and exposing his throbbing manhood, which rose excitedly despite his current reservations. “Hmmm... you’re far too excited for this little stimulation... it seems the patient is rather lewd...” Isabella then commented with a sweet tone that sounding melodic in his ear.
Sliding herself back down, now rubbing his length against her slit, Isabelle gave a light gasp from her stimulation, Joel able to feel the liquid seeping from her onto his heated flesh, before she repositioned herself just above him “...and now... we begin our therapy...” before descending with a single motion, pushing his manhood all the way in, the tip hitting her cervix in the first motion, resulting in an immediate moan from Isabelle “...oh... your body is certainly enthusiastic...” she commented.
As Isabelle began having her way with him, Hilda took another step over to him and leaned in, now catching him in a passionate lip-lock, Joel’s head now in a haze as he had no idea how to respond to this situation, his body passively accepting what was being done to it as Hilda’s tongue happily explored his mouth, able to see her hand having gone down to her crotch in his peripheral vision.
“Come on... come on... you need to participate...!” Isabelle moaned out, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of having him inside her as she pushed herself up and down, shoving him in and out enthusiastically. “You’ve gotta get better! Please push back!” she called out to him as she partially contorted herself to cling to him around Hilda’s head.
Joel, unable to do anything but groan helplessly in response to her words, felt his body betray him, pushing up the mere inch or two that the restraints against his legs would let him move, as the haze in his mind becoming clearer, reporting only the pleasure, wave upon wave that he was currently feeling, the hot walls of her insides coiling around him, mercilessly massaging him to the point where he felt he was already almost finished, and if he weren’t restrained, he likely might have been moving uncontrollably in response to the stimulation, muffled groans blocked by Hilda’s mouth as she continued tasting the inside of his mouth.
“Yes... yes! You’re applying yourself despite the restraints! Good! Keep going! You’ve got to get this out of your system to make the visions go away!” Isabelle encouraged happily, the flesh of her hips meeting his with a loud slap each time she descended onto him, causing small splashes of love juices on each impact.
Unable to warn either of them as she kept pushing down again and again, Joel, overwhelmed by the pleasure, gave a final muffled groan of pleasure as he felt himself hit climax, his prick throbbing and releasing seed into her in heavy, rushing spurts, eyes widened in surprise at how hard his climax hit him, the sensation amplified by whatever it was the two had given him, though he could see the spaced-out look on Isabelle’s face as she had hit orgasm as well.
“Oh, my...” Isabelle then spoke, now grinning down at him, before saying “Hilda, let him speak...” the nurse girl pulling back from his face, he now got an even clearer view of her on top of him as she started to undo the restraints that kept him in the chair. Still able to feel that his erection hadn’t abated at all, she said “It seems you still need more to resolve these feelings...”
Joel, still awash in the aftermath of his climax, found a hard time speaking, but managed to get out a “Y-yeah...” accepting this idea, as with every word she spoke, it seemed to make more and more sense to his addled brain.
“Wonderful.” Isabelle responded simply, pulling him out of the chair and laying him down on the padded floor of the room, beginning to lower herself again “Sorry Hilda, we’re still not done yet...” before lowering herself back onto him in another single motion that hilted him inside her. “Your body... is so excited... you may just feel better yet...”
However, as he looked up at her, he then saw something swinging behind her: a spade-ended black tail that swung around behind her, her expression clearly showing she was losing focus as they continued, now able to see pointed ears on each side of her head. “W-wait... what the...?” he started, that was the tail he had seen from the girl in his hallucinations, though the unbearable waves of pleasure in his shaft made it clear that this was not just in his head.
“Doctor, your glamour...” Hilda stated, sounding completely nonchalant about it, as if her turning out to be some manner of demon didn’t matter at all.
“Oh?” she started absent-mindedly “Doesn’t matter, don’t care... too good...” she spoke, pushing herself down even harder, as if the knowledge that he could actually see her made her want it even more.
“Oh, we don’t have to maintain that? Even better!” Hilda then giggled, Joel then watching as her skin turned from pale to the blue shade from the other girl in his hallucinations, small black wings sprouting from her back and a small pink halo appearing over her head “I’m not a bird-girl Joel, I’m an angel...” she cooed, immediately standing over him and lowering herself over his mouth “...make me feel good too...” she practically begged, not even waiting for an answer before she mashed her weeping slit onto his mouth, muffled groans escaping their patient as Isabelle continued to happily ride him, while the noise he made was blocked by Hilda’s body, vibrations from his lips only making the attention to the angel’s small body feel even better, soliciting a moan from the girl “Yeeeesss... I was so pent-up... come on... work me more...”
As the two continued to have their way with him, Joel’s freed legs might have enabled him to resist, however, overwhelmed by pleasure as he was, he found himself positioning himself to push into Isabelle’s slit, pushing up to meet her each time she came down, producing even louder slaps of flesh than before, the ‘doctor’ moaning “Yes! He gets better every time we do this!” her ‘nurse’ crying out “He gets more involved every time! But I want my turn on him!”
Joel however, neither knew nor cared what the two were saying right now, his entire body awash in a sea of pleasure, Isabelle’s body demanding even more as the three continued “Don’t worry, Hilda, he’s not going anywhere... yet...” giving a lewd grin before kissing the other girl passionately, Joel able to feel the two moving above him, Isabelle’s walls tightening around him even further as he felt himself unable to bear the pleasure any longer, once more feeling himself releasing into Isabelle’s body, throbbing with each burst of seed shot into her.
“Ah... sooooo goooood....” Isabelle then stated, a blissful expression on her face before being pushed aside by Hilda “I can’t wait anymore! My turn with him!” she called before shoving his still-sensitive length into her tiny slit, the smaller size of her petit form made up for by her enthusiasm as she practically slammed herself into him, her longing having been aggravated by watching Isabelle having so much fun, Joel now unable to even move to keep up with how fast the angel was going, sharp waves of pleasure sweeping through him as he felt oddly... comfortable... at home with this, as if used to such affectionate treatment.
“Jooooeeell.... Joooooell....” Isabelle then cooed into his ear, Joel barely able to hear her over Hilda practically screaming in delight at finally being able to sate her lust. “...I’ve got something I need to ask you...” she spoke simply, her tone seeming a lot more normal despite still retaining her lewd expression.
“Wh-what...? What are you...? I...” unable to form a fully coherent answer at the moment as Hilda continued to attack every nerve on his length with her enthusiastic insides.
“It’s okay... you don’t need to use words... there’s only one way to truly fix you...” she started, starting to masturbate right in front of him as her body began to boil with longing again. “...we have to keep doing this, we can’t stop... filling your head completely with love as you undergo nonstop treatment... if you want, we never have to stop...”
In the addled state he was in, Joel didn’t realize they were moving in the complete opposite direction: far from fixing him, they would break him permanently. However, as overwhelmed by their affections, and the pleasure surging through his body, he simply nodded “Y-yeah.... don’t... wanna stop...” as he finally managed to start pushing into Hilda to keep up with her frenzied thrusts.
Grinning, Isabelle then said “Then we don’t have to... I’m next...” she spoke to Hilda as the two seemed to hit climax within the same instant, Hilda looking disappointed “But I wanted another go...” before being pushed off him by the eager dark priest, elated at having finally accomplished what they had pulled him into the hospital for in the first place, the walls now having a reddish hue to them as the world outside the room changed.
As she looked down at him lovingly, Isabelle then spoke simply “It doesn’t matter, Hilda...” before lowering herself back toward his still-throbbing manhood “...because now that we’re here... to ‘fix’ him, we have allll the time in the world...” before putting him back inside her to start her next turn.
As he started to hear his voice, coming back into awareness, his eyes slowly coming open, the room around him looked downright alien to him: a white room, padded in the walls, and completely isolated from the hallway, a featureless door the only connection between the room and the rest of whatever building this was.
The figure in front of him, however, was still unclear as his eyes were starting to return to focus “Hello...? Mr. Smitt? Mr. Smiiiiit? Oh, you’re awake, good morning, Mr. Smitt...” as his eyes focused on the being in front of him, the source of the lovely feminine chime in the room became clear: a young woman with bright purple eyes, long black hair that swept back behind her down to her butt, running over the undersized lab coat that clung to her very feminine features, half-done buttons barely holding in her prominent chest “Isabelle?” he then asked, still half-asleep at the moment, a stark mental image of her naked form straddling him rushing to his mind as if it had happened five minutes before, causing him to look down, blushing now as he moved away toward the wall, before realizing he couldn’t move his arms.
“W-what the...?” he started, now attempting again to move his arms, only to find that the sleeves of his coat were wrapped around his front, forcing his arms to remain in the same position: was he wearing a strait jacket!?
“Doctor Isabelle, dear...” the woman chimed, as if scolding a forgetful child that she just couldn’t stay mad at. “Did you have another nightmare?” stepping toward with the grace of an angel as she leaned over him, looking at the expression on his face as if attempting to read it.
“Nightmare...? No...” Joel then responded, the mental image of the doctor mounting him, her face contorted in ecstasy as she had her way with him. “...that was real... you... did that... took advantage...” he declared, having trouble forming words at the moment as his mental faculties were currently occupied trying to remember what she had done to him. He would have been pointing at her if he could move his arms at the moment.
Getting a new look of concern on her face, Isabelle sighed to herself and placed a hand on his forehead as if feeling for a fever, her gentle touch still making him nervous as she shook her head “It’s worse than I thought... the hallucinations are back... just like when they brought you here...” Backing away, she then spoke into a small recorder in her hand “Dr. Vence, patient log, Joel Smitt... patient is once again experiencing hallucinations, now involving medical staff, suggesting tension between the patient and staff, particularly myself...”
“It’s not! Not a hallucination! Not a dream! She did that!” Joel then shouted, squirming on the ground as he attempted to get to his feet without the use of his arms.
“Patient is getting hysterical...” before shifting to the side and grabbing a needle from her coat, filling it from a vial she was holding, before injecting it into his arm. Feeling the world around him again growing black, he passed out of consciousness as the sedative took hold.
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Awakening and returning to awareness a short time later, Joel looked around the room, now strapped to a chair that had been brought into his room, along with a small table “Are you awake? Good, then we can begin...” Isabelle spoke, the same pleasant smile on her face as before, sitting on the other side of the table. “Now... would you care to tell me about the first hallucination?”
Shaking his head as he slowly gained awareness, still groggy from the sedative they had used on him “Not... hallucination... it was... a monster... girl... wings... like a bird...”
All this resulted in was a giggle from across the table. “It seems the patient is still convinced his hallucinations are real...” Isabelle then thought aloud into her recorder. “...I’m afraid that ‘bird girl’ is just your nurse... Hilda? Would you come in here please?” she then called to the door, a young woman with bright blue hair and a rather shy expression on her face, glittering green eyes looking down at her tray “Did he see me... doing those things... again?” she asked shyly, looking embarrassed even at the suggestion.
However, seeing this girl brought to mind the image of a girl with wings on her back, her body wrapped around him as she pushed him deeper and deeper into her, moaning aloud at the waves of pleasure that shot through the two of them.
Then again, in the image, the girl’s skin was blue and not the pale tone that was so obvious to him right now.
“I’m afraid so, Hilda... and it seems your presence has triggered that tension again...” Isabelle then commented sombrely, taking the cup off of the tray that Hilda had brought in “Thank you for this...” stepping over toward him now, cup in hand as he couldn’t drink it himself at the moment.
“Wait... you said... tension only started... earlier... not... at the start...” Joel then started, as he put two and two together from her earlier comment.
“Oh, dear... his mind is in worse shape than I thought...” Isabelle continued with a sigh “...that conversation was just after you got here, my sweet...” she said with a hint of patronization. “Please wait there, Hilda, we may require your assistance for his treatment...” causing Hilda to give an approving nod, closing the door behind her, knocking on the door before hearing a loud metallic click as the lock was closed from the outside, Isabelle now offering “Here, have a drink, Mr. Smitt...”
“I-I don’t think I should... please stop...” Joel requested, Isabelle shaking her head sadly “I’m afraid not, Joel... you need to drink something after that dose of sedative we had to give you...” bringing the cup up to his mouth and starting to tilt his head back, feeling the resistance from his neck “No... no... stop resisting... just drink your medicine, dear...” she tilted the cup, forcing the liquid into his mouth and now Hilda rubbing his throat, forcing him to swallow the liquid. When she was finished doing this, she set the cup on the table, before starting to push the table to the side of the room.
“W-wait... what was that? What are you doing...?” Joel started to ask, as Isabelle then shifted her focus back to him, giving a giggle as she now straddled his form, unable to move from his seated position. Bright red as the heat from the doctor’s form pressed against him became apparent, the tight uniform she was wearing falling loose as the strain from her position became too much, shifting enough to let her very generous breasts fall out of her uniform, the warm flesh now pressed against the jacket they had put on him.
“Isn’t it obvious? Your sexual tension towards me is too strong for you to be treated effectively... in order to help you, we have to get past that... so, to resolve it, I’m going to satisfy that longing for you... after all, with medical staff this attractive, anyone would well up with unfulfilled lust...” she then explained, growing ever closer to his ear as she did so, cherry-red lips brushing across the flesh of his ear by the end of it, causing an involuntary shudder to shoot through his body.
“D-doctor... this is how the...” Joel had started.
“How the hallucinations start? Good... the closer we are to your illusions, the more we work toward getting you better...” she answered him without him even finishing his sentence. “Tell me, is this what you thought I’d do next?” she then asked, now removing the rest of her uniform, revealing that the rest of her skin was just as unblemished and perfect as her face was, having not been wearing anything under her uniform, she looked down at him with a smile, lowering herself onto his body and beginning to rub her slit against his crotch, able to feel the already hard flesh under his strait jacket “My my, someone’s already excited... then, I suppose you couldn’t help it, with the medicine I gave you to help this along...”
“W-wait... that’s what you gave me?!” Joel then stammered, still unable to do anything but wiggle helplessly in the chair, the only effect being to rub himself against her womanhood, getting a gasp out of Isabelle “Oooo, you’re participating... you’re definitely ready to get started...”
“Doctor, may I assist?” Hilda asked, looking far more excited than she should at the moment, not even waiting for permission before stripping her uniform excitedly, exposing her petite, slender body to him, a large, lewd smile marking her features. As she advanced to the side of his chair, Joel could already make out a wet spot at her womanhood, her body eager to join Isabelle in her ‘therapy’.
“Of course. His hallucinations also involve you as well... if we resolve it, it’ll help him get better...” Isabelle said happily as she began to remove his pants, sliding them down and exposing his throbbing manhood, which rose excitedly despite his current reservations. “Hmmm... you’re far too excited for this little stimulation... it seems the patient is rather lewd...” Isabella then commented with a sweet tone that sounding melodic in his ear.
Sliding herself back down, now rubbing his length against her slit, Isabelle gave a light gasp from her stimulation, Joel able to feel the liquid seeping from her onto his heated flesh, before she repositioned herself just above him “...and now... we begin our therapy...” before descending with a single motion, pushing his manhood all the way in, the tip hitting her cervix in the first motion, resulting in an immediate moan from Isabelle “...oh... your body is certainly enthusiastic...” she commented.
As Isabelle began having her way with him, Hilda took another step over to him and leaned in, now catching him in a passionate lip-lock, Joel’s head now in a haze as he had no idea how to respond to this situation, his body passively accepting what was being done to it as Hilda’s tongue happily explored his mouth, able to see her hand having gone down to her crotch in his peripheral vision.
“Come on... come on... you need to participate...!” Isabelle moaned out, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of having him inside her as she pushed herself up and down, shoving him in and out enthusiastically. “You’ve gotta get better! Please push back!” she called out to him as she partially contorted herself to cling to him around Hilda’s head.
Joel, unable to do anything but groan helplessly in response to her words, felt his body betray him, pushing up the mere inch or two that the restraints against his legs would let him move, as the haze in his mind becoming clearer, reporting only the pleasure, wave upon wave that he was currently feeling, the hot walls of her insides coiling around him, mercilessly massaging him to the point where he felt he was already almost finished, and if he weren’t restrained, he likely might have been moving uncontrollably in response to the stimulation, muffled groans blocked by Hilda’s mouth as she continued tasting the inside of his mouth.
“Yes... yes! You’re applying yourself despite the restraints! Good! Keep going! You’ve got to get this out of your system to make the visions go away!” Isabelle encouraged happily, the flesh of her hips meeting his with a loud slap each time she descended onto him, causing small splashes of love juices on each impact.
Unable to warn either of them as she kept pushing down again and again, Joel, overwhelmed by the pleasure, gave a final muffled groan of pleasure as he felt himself hit climax, his prick throbbing and releasing seed into her in heavy, rushing spurts, eyes widened in surprise at how hard his climax hit him, the sensation amplified by whatever it was the two had given him, though he could see the spaced-out look on Isabelle’s face as she had hit orgasm as well.
“Oh, my...” Isabelle then spoke, now grinning down at him, before saying “Hilda, let him speak...” the nurse girl pulling back from his face, he now got an even clearer view of her on top of him as she started to undo the restraints that kept him in the chair. Still able to feel that his erection hadn’t abated at all, she said “It seems you still need more to resolve these feelings...”
Joel, still awash in the aftermath of his climax, found a hard time speaking, but managed to get out a “Y-yeah...” accepting this idea, as with every word she spoke, it seemed to make more and more sense to his addled brain.
“Wonderful.” Isabelle responded simply, pulling him out of the chair and laying him down on the padded floor of the room, beginning to lower herself again “Sorry Hilda, we’re still not done yet...” before lowering herself back onto him in another single motion that hilted him inside her. “Your body... is so excited... you may just feel better yet...”
However, as he looked up at her, he then saw something swinging behind her: a spade-ended black tail that swung around behind her, her expression clearly showing she was losing focus as they continued, now able to see pointed ears on each side of her head. “W-wait... what the...?” he started, that was the tail he had seen from the girl in his hallucinations, though the unbearable waves of pleasure in his shaft made it clear that this was not just in his head.
“Doctor, your glamour...” Hilda stated, sounding completely nonchalant about it, as if her turning out to be some manner of demon didn’t matter at all.
“Oh?” she started absent-mindedly “Doesn’t matter, don’t care... too good...” she spoke, pushing herself down even harder, as if the knowledge that he could actually see her made her want it even more.
“Oh, we don’t have to maintain that? Even better!” Hilda then giggled, Joel then watching as her skin turned from pale to the blue shade from the other girl in his hallucinations, small black wings sprouting from her back and a small pink halo appearing over her head “I’m not a bird-girl Joel, I’m an angel...” she cooed, immediately standing over him and lowering herself over his mouth “...make me feel good too...” she practically begged, not even waiting for an answer before she mashed her weeping slit onto his mouth, muffled groans escaping their patient as Isabelle continued to happily ride him, while the noise he made was blocked by Hilda’s body, vibrations from his lips only making the attention to the angel’s small body feel even better, soliciting a moan from the girl “Yeeeesss... I was so pent-up... come on... work me more...”
As the two continued to have their way with him, Joel’s freed legs might have enabled him to resist, however, overwhelmed by pleasure as he was, he found himself positioning himself to push into Isabelle’s slit, pushing up to meet her each time she came down, producing even louder slaps of flesh than before, the ‘doctor’ moaning “Yes! He gets better every time we do this!” her ‘nurse’ crying out “He gets more involved every time! But I want my turn on him!”
Joel however, neither knew nor cared what the two were saying right now, his entire body awash in a sea of pleasure, Isabelle’s body demanding even more as the three continued “Don’t worry, Hilda, he’s not going anywhere... yet...” giving a lewd grin before kissing the other girl passionately, Joel able to feel the two moving above him, Isabelle’s walls tightening around him even further as he felt himself unable to bear the pleasure any longer, once more feeling himself releasing into Isabelle’s body, throbbing with each burst of seed shot into her.
“Ah... sooooo goooood....” Isabelle then stated, a blissful expression on her face before being pushed aside by Hilda “I can’t wait anymore! My turn with him!” she called before shoving his still-sensitive length into her tiny slit, the smaller size of her petit form made up for by her enthusiasm as she practically slammed herself into him, her longing having been aggravated by watching Isabelle having so much fun, Joel now unable to even move to keep up with how fast the angel was going, sharp waves of pleasure sweeping through him as he felt oddly... comfortable... at home with this, as if used to such affectionate treatment.
“Jooooeeell.... Joooooell....” Isabelle then cooed into his ear, Joel barely able to hear her over Hilda practically screaming in delight at finally being able to sate her lust. “...I’ve got something I need to ask you...” she spoke simply, her tone seeming a lot more normal despite still retaining her lewd expression.
“Wh-what...? What are you...? I...” unable to form a fully coherent answer at the moment as Hilda continued to attack every nerve on his length with her enthusiastic insides.
“It’s okay... you don’t need to use words... there’s only one way to truly fix you...” she started, starting to masturbate right in front of him as her body began to boil with longing again. “...we have to keep doing this, we can’t stop... filling your head completely with love as you undergo nonstop treatment... if you want, we never have to stop...”
In the addled state he was in, Joel didn’t realize they were moving in the complete opposite direction: far from fixing him, they would break him permanently. However, as overwhelmed by their affections, and the pleasure surging through his body, he simply nodded “Y-yeah.... don’t... wanna stop...” as he finally managed to start pushing into Hilda to keep up with her frenzied thrusts.
Grinning, Isabelle then said “Then we don’t have to... I’m next...” she spoke to Hilda as the two seemed to hit climax within the same instant, Hilda looking disappointed “But I wanted another go...” before being pushed off him by the eager dark priest, elated at having finally accomplished what they had pulled him into the hospital for in the first place, the walls now having a reddish hue to them as the world outside the room changed.
As she looked down at him lovingly, Isabelle then spoke simply “It doesn’t matter, Hilda...” before lowering herself back toward his still-throbbing manhood “...because now that we’re here... to ‘fix’ him, we have allll the time in the world...” before putting him back inside her to start her next turn.